Long Xiao almost bit his own tongue.
Damn, just like that, letting this guy go? How is that possible.
"Captain Xie, how could you let him go, he beat up my people, smashed up my store, and even dined-and-dashed at my place," Long Xiao hurried over and said.
Xie Daming's forehead veins were bulging, he turned his head, teeth almost grinding to pieces.
Fuck, if it weren't for Long Xiao, how could he possibly have pissed off the deputy bureau chief.
More importantly, this kid has the support of high officials, Elder Ouyang, and Ye Jingtian.
Pick any one of them, and they're not someone he can afford to mess with.
Long Xiao, what's he in their presence, not even a fart.
Elder High, with just a word, many tycoons are willing to come forward to do his bidding. Damn, the 'National Doctor Ghost Hand,' is that something to scoff at?
Over the past few decades, he's saved who knows how many big shots, and that's a life-saving grace.
